Bad blogger. Very bad blogger.
I guess time got away from me. In the beginning, I wanted to update at least once a week. You can see how that panned out! Hopefully now I can get back on track, for those who are interested. I feel like because I obsessively post on Facebook a zillion times a day (and don't worry, I've been told how annoying it is. Don't care!) that people who ARE interested know the skinny. I only have one follower, so it's not like this blog is a hot ticket.
My only baby will be 6 months old next week, and I am so angry with myself. I am so angry that I was too anxious and stressed out to enjoy it, and now this part of his life is over. I will never be able to forgive myself for not cuddling him more, or getting down on the ground with him while he had tummy time more, or wishing he would sleep more when I should have been taking advantage of the moments he was awake. I know the first few weeks and months are all about "survival", but damn, why didn't I keep it together? I look all around at the pictures of when he was younger, and I want to die inside because it seems like a distant memory, and the older the gets, the more distant it will be.
He has turned into such a giant. His 3 and 4 month photos are below, and it was like he got fatter overnight! His thighs are the epitome of thunder. At his last check at 4 months, he was 14.14 lbs and 23 inches.
He seems to be folically challenged as well, only being able to grow a mohawk, which I hate. I can't stand seeing kids with mohawks. And now, I have that kid. Yuck. Here is hoping he has a nice full head of hair in the future!
We also had our first family photo sesh with the lovely Sarah Gee on Friday. There are virtually NO photos of him and I, and not one photo of the 3 of us, except this:
